Step one you say we need to talk, he walks
You say sit down it's just a talk
He smiles politely back to you
You stare politely right on through
"WHY!!" Seto Kaiba hollered at the top of his lungs. "WHY CAN'T YOU UNDERSTAND FOR ONCE!!" Taking a fist, he slammed it onto the wooden desk, knocking off neatly piled papers and the corded phone.
"Understand what Seto?" a baritone voice responded as crimson gems glowered at the angry CEO. "All I said is that you should relax and take a break." A smaller figure stood frozen in front of the desk, arms crossed and brows tense with irritation.
"I HAVE A COMPANY TO RUN!!" Seto ground out. "I can't just simply, "Take a break" Yami."
"Well you can't simply work yourself to death either." Yami uncrossed his arms and leaned onto the desk. "The duel disk ultra isn't due for another month, I've helped with the reports on that device, and Mokuba is clearly capable of running the corporation as well as you when you were his age."
"Yes, when I was his age." Seto sneered. "He's still much younger than me and has much less experience."
"He's 24 already Dragon. Last time I checked you've already stopped a major corporate takeover, made your stepfather kill himself out of regret, duel yourself out of a 4 story window and survive, manufacture the best technology for this century and beyond, saved the world with me more than once, had sex with more than one person…" The last part drew a fiery blush from the usual stoic man.
Yami, seeing this blush, allowed a smirk to worm its way onto his lips as he leaned in closer to the CEO till this noses almost touched. The grin grew wider when he saw the muscles of the latter tense at every breath he exhaled while the fists that were clenched, relaxed.
"What I'm saying is that you shouldn't try to be perfect," a sly tongue worked its way out of the grin and licked the other's perspiring nose. That unraveled the tension, to a sexual degree. Yami rapidly forced his arms forwards just in time to lessen the impact of the collision between him and the, panties in a knot Seto. Lips crashes together and tongues dueled for dominance as more articles of the already beaten desk were scattered around the floors. The two flesh beings melded together, friction increasing as Seto pulled the former pharaoh over the wooden barrier and knocked both of them onto the floor through the process of kicked the rolling chair away from them.
"I thought…you…weren't supposed…ah…to do this…in the…oh Ra…office," Yami panted out, gripping tightly onto other's shoulders when a curious tongue lapped onto his earlobe followed by a teeth gently massing and sucking it.
"Shut up your…majesty," Seto ground out, the vibrations from his teeth traveling to Yami's ear causing a fit of giggles from the spirit. Buttons of the shirts were beginning to pop up when static ruined the heated atmosphere.
"Kaiba-sama…" Both figures froze. One slender arm reached over for the fallen handset.
"This is Kaiba speaking and it had better be good if you wish to keep your job." Yami watched in curiosity but with one small twitch in his lover's bright blue eyes was enough to hang his head to the side and sigh. Picking himself up off the floor, his lover did the same.
"Fine," the CEO growled into the phone and slammed it onto the receiver. Without even turning around, he straightened his clothes and picked up the papers, organizing them.
"The offer still stands to take a day off one of these times." Yami sighed as he made it to the door.
"I'll tell you again, I have a company to run." Seto massaged his temples as he dropped his eyes to level with his hands. "Sex can wait." Yami froze at this statement. With one swoop of his blazer, he whirled onto the CEO, eyes blazing, face red with fury, as he proceeded to holler at the top of his lungs.
"SEX CAN WAIT!!" his baritone voice blaring through the solid oak doors causing the staff outside to jump with start and hurtle with their errands.
"YOU THINK THIS IS ALL ABOUT SEX!! SEX ISN'T EVEN SEX WITH YOU ANYMORE!! IT'S MORE OF A STRESS RRELIEF FUCK OR A LAST MINUTE DESPERATE MEASURE TO SAVE YOUR PRIDE FROM SAYING I'M SORRY!!"
Seto slammed his hands down onto the table with much force this time causing it to crack in two as he made a beeline to the screaming pharaoh.
"You always think about you," he snarled, grabbing the other hard on the upper arm.
"Let go Kaiba," Yami spat the last name causing the latter's lip to curl in a vicious scowl.
"Of what, I have pride enough to refuse and tell you to fuck off. What do you know about what I have to do anyways? You were living inside a dumb little trinket for the last 5000 years. All you have to do now is live and play a stupid children's card game. The only reason why you tell me to relax is because all you know is h—!"
SLAP!! The hand released the other's arm when its new destination was to hold its stinging cheek. Blue eyes blinked rapidly in shock and surprise. The smaller was panting, chest heaving with every breath with one arm raised and the other, hosting a tightly clenched fist.
"You," crimson eyes flooded with hurt as tears formed under their lids. The arm lowered as Yami allowed his head to drop, staring at the floor, waiting for his lover's reaction.
"Leave." Kaiba straightened up to his full height and went to sit behind his newly broken desk. The former pharaoh didn't say another word as he made his way to the door.
"Sometimes," Yami sighed as he began to close the door. "Sometimes Seto Kaiba, you make me wish that I had never met you." The door clicked shut as silence reigned in the chaotic room.
Some sort of window to your eyes
As he goes left and you stay right
Between the lines and fair to blame
You begin to wonder why you came
--The Fray How to Save a Life